His films are classics and still fondly remembered for a good reason, he didn’t shy away from the hard life lessons. Sure, we don’t always get a happy ending, but kids deal with death, sickness, loss and bad people all the time. They need media that shows they’re not alone.

Rock-a-Doodle was the shit, so many unhinged lines for a kids movie and Goldie was definitely a prostitute. “If I killed my nephew, would that be murder or charity?”

The one downvote on all the comments implying OP is a twat are the internet version of a frowny faced child stamping his feet.

This was either posted by someone who’s 9 and doesn’t know any better, or 90 and should know better.

Just imagine a football team using the quaker oats guy as a mascot and calling them “The crackers.”

Building an attack helicopter and naming it after a group of people who absolutely fucked your shit up seems like a sign of respect to me.

This person texts admitting to stalking you, thensends texts admitting to bribing the police? Did you call the station with your tracking number to confirm this? Or take your copy of the report to another station if you did confirm it was buried? Those details will help round out your creative writing exercise here.

Thanks for understanding the irony I was attempting. Guess I’m off on my delivery.

A catholic who hates the vatican. A doctor who hates the hospital they work at. A conservative who hates the republican party.

Maybe a six year old needs to wash his car and look for work.

What answer? Oh, you mean that string of words you just sorta regurgitated from some echoing pit of men who furiously agree with each other on the internet? Yep, pretty easy to criticize that.

Not creepy, normal guys don’t feel the need to point out how not creepy and normal they are.

Not creepy, normal guys don’t wonder why women don’t talk to them.

Not creepy, normal guys don’t treat women as a monolith.

We don’t all share a goddamn hivemind, sending out weekly fliers on hot topics and who we’re ignoring on the internet today.

You talk like someone I would avoid.

Oh yeah you got us. It’s a conspiracy. We all sit upon our mountains of unsolicited dick pics, passing along tidbits of affection to our harems of beta males in return for money and favors. Committed, sexual relationships are a childish male fantasy compared to everlasting detachment of the dick throne.

I bet that’s why poisoning was so big before guns. Like who has the time to learn archery.

Brian Thompson is such a nothing name, I was wondering who it was by the time I got to your comment.

Easier in winter if you have good survival skills. There are cabins that sit empty most of the year, especially since a lot of people got them to work remote and then had to return to apartments in the city. Not suggesting anyone should illegally cross the border to steal a cabin, but if you do, send us updates.

I’ve dated a few people who seemed progressive, and I’m a woke-ass queer, but names were a sticking point. I have a complicated welsh travesty of a name I would happily trade in for something shorter - so when I got engaged and I didn’t like his name either, and neither did he, I suggested we both pick something new and change our names together. I mean, if it’s no big deal for me to change my name, it shouldn’t be for him either, right? Anyway, I’m single now.

I’ve seen these barbeque boats floating around tourist spots. They have a grill in the center, seats all around and a driver steers them while they cook and eat. So you get one of those, “accidentally” spill some lighter fluid all over and have a pack of hot dogs for a cover story. After that, it’s as simple as lighting the grill and riding the flames to valhalla.

I support independent creators of all kinds.

Depression?